All I could do was stare at her with this shocked look on my face as I tried to catch my breath. Hermione…Hermione Granger…is giving me a blow-job. Blowjob sex There were plenty of nights I woke up from some nice dream and thought that I wouldn’t mind being some trophy prize, the Boy Who Lived, for some girl if it meant I’d be the Boy Who Got Laid. I love that I can do this. And she’s breaking my soul. Snape in a dress. There’s something altogether amazing knowing that you can make someone feel that good. Her eyes were barely open and she looked a little drunk. Completely wonderful and the time we spend together means more to me than anything. I make a point to grab her a bit harder and stare at her when she turns, or grin at her and stare her in the eye when I push into her every time.
